At first the 250 served as a loyal companion and guard, warning of approaching saber-toothed VTR250s (with which the EX competed for a very narrow market in the companion bike niche).
The VTR was later domesticated and its steady Honda nature was useful for mundane tasks (ouch! who hit me?), but it was the EX that became the war steed of the hordes of Sears Point. Hot-blooded and nervous, the Ninja was always ready for battle (provided it had a decent set of newly adjusted valves). It was this very hot-blooded nature that allowed the hordes to later conquer Thunderhill and Buttonwillow.
With the passage of time, people began to compare their 250s with other domesticated companions. The little Ninja could do the work of 24-27 horses and ate far less. They also seemed to be more tractable in nature and generally did as they were asked. How then was this possible? The little Ninja didn't seem to tire either (except after a full race season when they needed new valves and rings) but a rebuild had a relatively short lifespan.
What could explain this phenomenon that left many wondering why anyone had even bothered domesticating the horse and ox when there were Ninjas? Then one day at Sears Point, Angela Goodman's motor threw a rod and all was revealed...